It was dog-eat-dog where the strong survived and the weak succumbed and the result was a culture that worked. Those with a skill or a talent or some d...gree of knowledge that could be bartered into something better were the winners. The weak or the ignorant looked to those others for their survival, often at the cost of something more precious; their dignity.I was one of the more fortunate and I had learned to take advantage when it was to my benefit. Compassion was not a survival emotion in. Of filling up my anal sheath.I shuddered as she thrust forward. She fucked my asshole, the heat melting down to my cunt. My pussy juices ran down my clit-dick. I moaned into my little sister's twat. I fluttered my tongue up and down her, making her gasp and moan.“Yes, yes, yes! Big futa-sis!” Krysten groaned, pulling on my hair. “Ooh, eat my pussy while enjoying Pearle's cock!”“She's enjoying it all right!” panted Pearle. “Damn, she keeps squeezing around my cock. I'm going to cum in. “Oh, Tom, fuck me. God, I need you, take me.” Her words were scarcely more than a whisper. But, even if they had been mouthed silently, he would have understood her needs perfectly.Cathy's body trembled as she felt the hard cock slide deep into her and she knew she wanted not only this one, but others. The idea of the swinger group was now firmly in her mind.As the thrusting increased in pace, Cathy felt her animal lust grow in sympathy. Soon all semblance of the veneer of respectability. Rather than stay in the hotel, I decided to go out on the town, eat dinner and just kind of look around. I found a cheap oriental restaurant in an ethnic part of town and had some alcohol with my meal. It made me loosen up a lot. The waitresses looked pretty hot after a couple of drinks of sake, and my horniness only increased. I left the restaurant and got in my car and drove around this part of town. It was a little bit seedy but eclectic at the same time. I noticed some places that offered.